Quick Wear: Reversing Life

"Miss, the cookies are ready."

Mr. Chen is also rather shy and speaks softly.

The freshly baked cookies are fragrant and still steaming.

Jingyu's eyes lit up when she saw this. Chen Sheng reminded her, "It's fresh out of the oven, be careful of the heat."

Jingyu fanned herself with her hands to cool down the air, then picked up a piece. It was indeed a little hot, so she blew on it again and put it in her mouth.

Sure enough, it’s the familiar taste, the aroma of milk fills the mouth, and it tastes better when it’s freshly baked than when it’s cold.

After eating several pieces in a row, Jingyu's cheeks were puffed up, which made her look more cute and adorable.

When Mr. Chen saw this, his ears turned slightly red. He didn't dare to continue looking and his eyelids drooped.

Jingyu said, "I'm not lying to you. These are truly the best cookies I've ever had. Could you please bake some more later? I can pay for them. I want to bring them to my roommate to try."

Qiu Yumiao loves desserts the most, and she will definitely like this cookie.

Mr. Chen nodded and quickly waved his hand: "This is my job. You don't need to pay me more."

Jingyu looked him in the eyes and said sincerely, "What if I want to eat it later?"

...

Liang Heyu came out from the back door to get some fresh air and saw two people sitting in the garden.

One was wearing a pink princess dress and the other was wearing a white work suit. They were sitting on the steps leading to the garden from the corridor.

The one in the princess dress is Jingyu. Liang Heyu would not mistake her pretty profile, but he did not recognize the young boy.

Thinking of what Yu Zhongyang had just said to him, Liang Heyu frowned slightly.

At this time, Yu Zhongyang also came out from behind. Seeing Liang Heyu, he said, "Brother, do you have a cigarette? Give me one."

Seeing the direction Liang Heyu was looking in, Yu Zhongyang also looked in the direction he was looking.

"Why is she here too? What bad luck." Yu Zhongyang snorted coldly, paused, and then said, "Who is that guy next to her? She has a boyfriend but she's still so restless. She only knows how to flirt with other men every day."

Yu Zhongyang's words were very impolite, and Liang Heyu declined to comment.

"I don't have cigarettes. If you want to smoke, go ask your dad."

"Don't hurt me." Yu Zhongyang said.

At this moment, there was a movement not far away. The boy in white clothes stood up and walked into the kitchen behind him. Then Jingyu also stood up, holding a box of cookies in his arms.

He was in a good mood when he saw Yu Zhongyang and Liang Heyu, and his expression immediately changed subtly.

Jingyu first greeted Liang Heyu: "What a coincidence, Brother Heyu, you are out for some fresh air too?" After saying that, without waiting for his reply, she passed by the two of them.

Being ignored, Yu Zhongyang laughed in anger: "Can't you see I'm a living person? You have no manners at all."

Jingyu rolled his eyes obscurely in a place where the two of them couldn't see, then turned his head and looked innocent again: "I didn't see anyone alive, but there was a plague god."

Liang Heyu chuckled barely perceptibly after hearing this.

Yu Zhongyang immediately exploded: "I'm the Plague God? You act like everyone loves you!"

"Don't go, tell me who the plague god is? I'm unlucky too! I can still run into you here!"

Jingyu was too lazy to argue with him at this time, so she turned around and walked into the banquet hall.

...

Mr. Chen returned to the bakery and took the milk drink he made. When he went out to give it to Jingyu, he saw that she had already walked away.

In the distance, there were two men in suits and ties. Their faces were unclear, but they were tall and graceful. Jingyu was talking to them. Chen Sheng then realized that he and she were from different worlds.

Just now she had only briefly entered his world. Thanks to her, he was able to relax and appreciate the colorful flowers in front of him for the first time. It turned out that the garden looked so beautiful from this perspective.

He can also enjoy the delicious cookies - he will taste them when he bakes them himself, but rarely eats them because the ingredients are too expensive.

It was also the first time that Mr. Chen felt so relaxed facing a stranger. They exchanged names and chatted a lot. Mr. Chen even told her about his past experiences.

His mother was also a pastry chef. His father died young from illness, and it was his mother who supported the family alone. His mother was an excellent pastry chef, and the neighbors loved her bread and cakes.

But the good times didn’t last long. My mother fell seriously ill and needed to stay in bed, so she could no longer bake pastries.

So Mr. Chen dropped out of school early and, relying on the skills his mother had taught him, got a job as a kitchen helper in this hotel.

Life working here is very busy, with a lot of staff turnover. Colleagues come and go, and he hasn't made a close friend in all these years.

He could vaguely feel that the chef was targeting him, but he needed this job to pay for his mother's medical treatment, so he had to swallow all the unfair treatment silently.

Jingyu always said that the cookies he baked were the best cookies she had ever tasted.

In fact, Jingyu is also the best person he has ever met.

The most beautiful girl.

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When Jingyu returned to the banquet hall, many people inside had left one after another.

Hu Yimeng was looking for her everywhere. When she saw her coming out of the back door holding an insulated box, her face looked a little dissatisfied.

"Where have you been? What is this thing you're holding?"

Jingyu said, "I'm going to the back garden to get some fresh air. Can I leave now? Then I'll go back to school by myself."

Hu Yimeng wanted to say something else, but Jingyu didn't want to listen and ran away without giving her a chance to speak.

When they walked into the hotel lobby, Jing Jianjun was talking to a few big bosses. Seeing Jing Yu, he frowned and asked, "What are you holding in your hands? An insulated box?"

The voice was quite loud, and everyone else looked over here.

Jingyu: ...

"Cookies, I think they're delicious."

Jing Jianjun was disgusted by his daughter's behavior. Out of sight, out of mind, he waved his hand and told her to leave quickly.

Jingyu didn't stay for a second, went out, took a taxi and went back to school.

One of the big bosses who was talking to Jing Jianjun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Boss Jing is so blessed. Not only is his wife beautiful, but his two daughters are also very pretty."

"Yes, yes, the eldest daughter is talented, the younger daughter is beautiful, both talented and beautiful."

Jing Jianjun was flattered and laughed happily: "No, no, my little daughter is just pretty. She is really a worry to me. My eldest daughter is more sensible."

"Isn't it possible that good things are about to happen to Mr. Jing's family?" someone said with a hint of meaning.

Jing Jianjun waved his hands, very modestly: "No, no, not at all."

Someone laughed: "They say good fortune comes in pairs. Boss Jing, why don't you consider getting married again?"

Although Jing Jianjun smiled cheerfully, his heart was filled with alarm. "Hey, my little girl is only in her early 20s, still very young. Her mother and I can't bear to marry her off so early. Let's raise her for a few more years, hahahahaha."

Yu Zhongyang, who just passed by, snorted coldly when he heard this.

Pigs are fattened before being slaughtered, and the daughter in the family must be hoping to marry someone from a higher social class.

The old man thought that no one knew what he was planning.

Fortunately, Sister Jingxian is capable and can decide her own marriage, otherwise it would be too miserable to be born in such a family.